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I’m not going to work today. I don’t work on March 6th. This is the thirteenth year that I have taken off from work on this day. This day is the anniversary of my son’s death.

by Tama Lee, retired NMA Director

Twelve years ago on a Saturday night I was lying next to Casey on his bed rubbing his head because he had a bad headache. He said “Mom, if I feel this bad on Monday, will you stay home with me?” I told him “Of course.” But Monday his father and I were walking around a cemetery picking out the plot where he would be buried. He died from a disease we knew nothing about, meningococcal meningitis, and we didn’t know he could have been protected from this disease by a vaccine.

I’m not going to work today. I will be at the cemetery visiting Casey’s grave.